When a heart breaks,
Does anyone hear it?
When a soul leaves the body,
Does anyone see?
When a knife slices the skin,
Does anyone else feel the pain?
Does anyone understand or care about how I sit here in the silence?
Can anyone help me?
I am stuck here in this place.
Can anyone save me?
I am not who I should be.
I'm not where I want to be.
You have wrapped chains around my ankles, waist, and neck. I cannot weep for fear of being heard. By you.
The words you speak turn into scars on my wrists.
The actions you take burn the flesh on my thighs.
The way you look at me makes my insides rot.
My blood boils. My hands clench. My toes curl. My lip is bitten through.
My nails pierce my palms as I try my hardest not to scream.
